Word: carlsons
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...like idiots, spastic children are usually of normal intelligence. Neither medicine nor surgery can cure them. Chief hope for them is to train the healthy fibres of the brain to take over the functions of injured sections. Shining example of such a self-helped spastic is Dr. Earl Reinhold Carlson- of Manhattan's Neurological Institute. Son of Swedish immigrants, iron-willed Dr. Carlson worked his way through the University of Minnesota and Princeton. A group of friends sent him to Yale Medical School. He has started a dozen schools for spastics all over the U. S., has helped...
...Earl Carlson was born in Minneapolis during the blizzard of 1897. He was injured by forceps, and still bears a scar on his forehead. He had to crawl on all fours till he was five, but was robust and mischievous. One day, to his mother's amazement, little Earl's flailing arms stole some apples from a fruit stand. "It was the first time that my hand had ever done my bidding," he said. "My stolen apples gave me the clue, not followed up for years, that the secret of control for the muscularly handicapped lies in concentration...
...cousin's Model-T Ford with a hairpin, drove carefully around the block. In 1918, while he was at college, Earl's mother died and the following year his father killed himself. Instead of going to pieces, the crippled orphan boy matured overnight. Today Dr. Carlson, happily married, spends summers in Manhattan and Long Island, winters in his school at Pompano, Fla. He speaks slowly, writes in a sprawling hand, but dances, swims, paddles a canoe, is a good shot. Dr. Carlson deplores pampering for spastics, insists that only the rigors of life can teach them to teach...
...lives with his wife, daughter of a Swedish immigrant family, and his doctor son Alvin Julius, in a narrow six-room house, cluttered with books and papers. From his house Dr. Carlson can see five grey squirrels who frisk in the back yard and even that stimulates his scientific mind. Last spring in Science he noted that a pregnant squirrel dug up old bones, gnawed them constantly. He suggested that someone experiment with squirrels' craving for bones and their physical need for calcium and phosphorus during pregnancy...
Sometimes in the afternoon, Dr. Carlson goes to the Quadrangle (faculty) Club on the campus to smoke his pipe and play bridge. He plays a most unscientific game, but usually has plenty to say to his partner after a losing hand. Often his colleagues could cheerfully strangle him, for he stifles all bridge table chat. If someone drops an irrelevant remark, he raises his head and barks an equivalent of his famous: "Vot iss de effidence...